Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1887-05-27
THE CANADIAN 0RANGEMEh.
o'BRIEN MAKES ANOTHER NARROW
ESCAPE.

ings which have arisen between the
Protestants and the Catholic Irish
men of Canada will pass away
Thank God, they are rapidly pass
ing away, and | could not help
thinking when | heard today that
Kingston was known as the Derry
of Canada, that perhaps the name
was a name Of good omen APP
plause l-for in the words of the old
song, today Derry is Our Own,
Boys ringing cheers and the
member for Derry is justin Nc
Carthy, one of the MODEST Irish Ma.
honalists living. Renewed APP
plause believe the day is rapid
~ coming round when these old
prejudices will pass away, IN spite
of all the efforts of landlordism to
keep these smoldering embers in a
flame. am convinced the time is
coming fast when the Protestant
tenant farmers will admit with
grateful hearts that all the securi-
ty and happiness they enjoy is due
to the struggles of the National
League in Ireland Applause and
to the fight which we are waglng
here to-day, not in behalf OF Catho.
lies or protestants but IN behalf of
the whole Irish people, to enable
them to live on the land that gave
them BIRTH Applause.
A ROARING MOB.
The unexpected and somewhat
ominous calm was now for the first
time broken. Il was at $3.50 o'clock
when Dennis Kilbridge began his
statement, and then the first noise
was heard outside the hall, where
several hundred men and boys col
lected, crying, "GOd save the
Queen" and grooming for OBrien.
Every cheer which went up Inside
the hall was answered by a loud
roar and an angry response from
without. The crowd outside had
now swollen to immense proper.
tions, and had ample material IN
the street with which to carry out
any murderous design they might
have. At length the meeting was
brought to an end by a few re-
marks from the chairman, who told
the audience to go home peaceably.
Then the people started to 90 out,
Mr.. O'Brien being in the rear. Mr..
O'Brien's friends hurried him to the
front, and he stepped on the wood.
en- sidewalk, wearing the usual tall
hat. The moment the Orangemen
on the opposite side of the street
saw him they raised savage yells
OF vengeance, and with cries of
"There he is !" rushed across the
street. Broken stones and cobble-
stones then began flying like hail,
the women screamed, and general
confusion reigned.
"Ah, they're at it again" said
Mr.. O'Brien in a tone OF mournful
regret more than OF anger.
eyes, yes" roared the mob (;
"there he IS. Drag him out here
in the street. Kill him! Choke him |!
Tear him asunderw and they al
most burst through Mr.. O'Brien's
body guard, which consisted OF
American special correspondents
and local officers of the National
League. A man changed hats with
Mr.. O'Brien, as that worn by the
latter had furnished a target for
the mob, and as the party doubled
into Wellington street another
shower of bricks and broken stones
came crashing through the crowd.
Mr.. O'Brien and his friends bent
their heads, but received the mis-
siles on the body. Mr.. ID. f. Kel-
logg, the New York Sun cOrrespon-
dent, and Mr.. j. NJ. Wall, the rep.
resentative of the New York Trib-
unc, caught mp with Mr.. OBrien
lust on the stOOp leading to the
house of John Newman, Protest
ant, on Midway street, between
William and Johnston streets.
MR.. O'BRIEN DISAPPEARS.
The doors we're opened and a
shower of missiles again came
J )ss the street, the crowd surged,
when Messrs. Wall and Kellogg
we're flung to the ground, and Mr..
O'Brien disappeared, evidently in
to Newman's house, bat up to the
present time, nobody is certain OF
this, for no one really knows where
he is. The door of Newman's house
was barred tightly and Wall and
Kellogg, with j. J. Behan, Thomas
Sullivan and j. j. Conwell, of the
Chicago Ne,cS, rushed around
, through the vinegar works on On
tario street for the purpose of get
ting into the house by the back en-
trance. The mob, however, inter.
cepted them, and they had to fly
for their lives. The mob next
rushed to the Burnett House,
thinking Mr.. O'Brien was there,
shouting "TO hi with home rule p
"Kill him !" etc, Although Mr..
O'Brien was not there, they fired
volleys of stones at the windows
and groaued and yelled to their
hearts content. j. w. Wall, the
: wounded correspondent, tried to
pass in front of the hotel on his way
to the telegraph office, but his ban
daged head attracted the attention
of the Orangemen, who went for
him with rush. lie escaped down
a side street, however, and took off
his bandages. The Canadian Free
man, the Irish Catholic organ, on
Brock street, was wrecked.
Two hours had now elapsed since
the first attack was made, and no.
body knew where Mr.. OBrien was.
But he was soon discovered. Peter
Delvin, who lives on the corner OF
Wellington and William streets,
. stole down to Chief-of. Police HOr-
ney, and said "Mr. O'Brien is safe
with me-"
A BULLET FOR 0'BRleN.